Priest, put down your sacrifice,King, give up your crown tonight,Prophet, come and see the child,born to die, to bring you back to life!Raise your voice with angels sing,bow before this manger King,with hope to give and peace to bring,this changes everything.

Permanent residence: the cd player in our van!...........................

And Alison... ah, Alison, will you not record a Christmas album? In the meantime, I share this... the bagpipes, the cello, the soft vibrato, the peace...

See the star shining from above!Hear the Seraphim singingPraise to the Giver of life and love;Maker of beautiful things...

I feel your heart beatingInside my own skin,And I think of MaryIn Bethlehem.When darkness was shattered-The dawn of God's grace.And the journey began tothe first Easter day...

Sigh. Hope. Heart skips a beat, and tears drip into the dishwater...............................

Panis Angelicus. Lovely to listen to, but to only read the words? Whether Latin or translated to English, they bring me to my knees...

Bread of Angels,made the bread of men;The Bread of heavenputs an end to all symbols:A thing wonderful!The Lord becomes our food:poor, a servant, and humble.We beseech Thee,Godhead One in ThreeThat Thou wilt visit us,as we worship Thee,lead us through Thy ways,We who wish to reach the lightin which Thou dwellest.Amen...........................